Several Slaughter Pig Alliance players looked angry upon hearing this.
But when they saw figures wearing straw raincoats and bamboo hats emerging from the corners around them, they still strived to restrain themselves and with a cold snort, deliberately cursed as they left.
"It's a pity this is Shu, if it were Hui Prefecture, Weizhou, Yunzhou, Jiangzhou over there, we Eight Desolate Disciples would stride across, a single Black Wind Arrow, with Mountain Village brothers coming to meet, we could break our way through."
"That's right, what's with all the arrogance? In the future, don't set foot on our turf. Otherwise, we'll make sure to treat you 'well'!"
"Who knows, maybe our village chief will suddenly come to Shu one day, and take the place in one fell swoop—then we'll have Tianyun Restaurant to ourselves every single day, hahaha!!"
The Tianyun Guild's players' expressions turned cold upon hearing this.
"Brother Biao!"
